A while ago, I was dating my BF at the time. He had some cuckold tendencies that we were really able to explore together. I don’t know, maybe I tend to be more attracted to this type of guy.
When we were dating, he encouraged me to fuck other guys. FWBs, fuck buddies, random Tinder hookups. It didn’t happen all the time, but often enough. He used to love to see me after the fucking. We had this secret signal that we used, to indicate that I just fucked another man.
I would wear this pink silicone ring on one of my fingers. It’s something I wore in public, and only he would know the true meaning. Sure, I would get a few compliments from friends, saying how pretty it looked. But what my friends didn’t know, and only my BF knew, was that I just fucked a guy who wasn’t my BF. So we would meet up for a date or something, I’d already be wearing the ring, and my BF knew exactly what I was doing, or where I was coming from.
Later on in our dating relationship, the pink ring lost some of its luster. He wanted to be more public, more brazen with the signal. Something that would scream slut and something you can’t ignore. After some back and forth, we agreed that I’d wear these clear stripper heels as my new signal to him.
You really can’t hide or ignore high heels. Let alone those clear see through heels that you see at the strip club. So whenever I met up with my BF, after fucking another guy, I wore these heels. In public. Very exhibitionist. It didn’t happen too much, as our dating relationship was starting to fizzle out by then. But dinner date at the restaurant? Stripper heels. Happy hour drinks at the bar? Stripper heels. Errands around town? Stripper heels. It got to the point where I had to move into a mom purse, just so I can carry the heels around.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hs9379/my_signal_to_my_bf_that_i_just_got_fucked_by
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